At my son’s wedding, I sat in the back row, ashamed of my humble life.. unimaginable that the billionaire next to me was the love of my life and now the owner of his father-in-law’s building. 

But his expression shifted the moment he noticed Adrián sitting with me. Surprise, panic, and… ambition flickered across his face.

“Are you Adrián Vega?” he asked, trying hard to sound relaxed.

“Yes,” Adrián answered with a courteous smile.

I stayed quiet, already predicting Mateo’s next move: trying to impress the millionaire, maybe fishing for work opportunities. What I didn’t expect was for him to start introducing me as though I were barely connected to him.

“She… she’s… well, the lady who raised me,” he said with an awkward laugh.